Shortly after the shooting at a church in Sutherland Springs, Texas, a friend on Facebook posted a concern. She asked, in light of this kind
The beginning of 2019 brings to mind my good but forgotten intentions of 2018. While reminding me of my failures, the turn of the calendar pages
When I was a college student with budget issues, I was always looking for a more reasonable lease. Often I would sign a nine-month contract and
My scariest dreams always involve Satan. The most memorable among them was the shortest dream I have ever experienced. In my dream I was lying
Preach the Gospel at all times. Use words if necessary. – attributed to St. Francis of Assisi It seems ironic that a great saint who
In a sign of the times, when a Catholic Facebook friend began a status update by stating how hot she was, my first thought was
My husband and I were in the Nashville area recently, closing on our new home. We attended Mass at a church where we have previously
As I was preparing to leave for college way too long ago, my dad told me to be sure to introduce myself to the “young
The “breaking news” announcement from our local newspaper took me by surprise. It announced the death of our veterinarian, Dr. Janet Veit, and her husband,
In 2016, images of Discalced Carmelite Sister Cecilia Maria were spread throughout the internet. She died painfully of cancer on June 23 at the age
In 1992, my husband and I told my parents we were expecting an addition to the family. They responded with excitement. Mom expressed how happy
My daughter gave me a CD for Christmas called Alma Mater: Featuring the Voice of Pope Benedict XVI. The first time I played it, I ended
My mother died on February 26, 2006. She spent most of February in the hospital. When it became clear she was never going home, medical
You may have seen the Saint’s Name Generator posted on the internet. It randomly chooses a saint for whatever occasion you wish. Many Catholics use
Dolores. In Spanish, it means “suffering.” Catholics use the phrase “Our Lady of Dolours” when talking about the sorrowful mother. Dolores, then, would be a
My mother-in-law didn’t care for me. I knew that long before our engagement was announced. I wasn’t even surprised when she tried to convince my
